there will be no other day but a memory of
today, just a dropp of rainbow of my life sharpen the
edge of the past and find the wounded last, out to rise;
and let me please return in the portray that makes
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lure me not to light the scented candle for the immortal friendship leaves no regret to hold the torch a touch of wonder in these lines, a luring potential
nice write here! By the way, thanks for reading and commenting on my poems.
'lure me not to light the scented candle for the immortal friendship leaves no regret to hold the torch i adore, sprout the golden halos of harmony of the wind, whirl fully callus the chariot of sharpen harpoon, surge in the bleed of a warriors shielded the flame of victory'... Eloquent imageries there Anton...thanks...10
wow for this so warm poem..i loved that angelic images you painted such a romantic time and place..a great warrior too deserve that moments when his heart glow..
lure me not to light the scented candle for the immortal friendship leaves no regret to hold the torch a touch of wonder in these lines, a luring potential